what I've kept with me
and what I've thrown away
and where the hell I've ended up
on this glary, random day
were the things I really cared about
just left along the way
for being too pent up and proud?
woke up way too late
feeling hungover and old
and the sun was shining bright
and I walked barefoot down the road
started thinking about my old man
it seems that all men
want to get into a car and go
anywhere
here I stand:
sad and free
I can't cry
I can't see
what I've done
no, God,
what have I done?
don't you know I'm numb, man, no,
I can't feel a thing at all, 'cause it's
all smiles and business these days
and I'm indifferent to the loss
and I've faith that there's a soul somewhere
that's leading me around
I wonder if she knows which way is down
here I stand:
sad and free
I can't cry
and I can't see
what I've done
no, God,
what have I done?
ooh
and I poured my heart out
and I poured my heart out
it evaporated...
see?
blind man on a canyon's edge
of a panoramic scene
maybe I'm a kite that's flying high
and random, dangling a string
or slumped over in a vacant room
head on a stranger's knee
I'm sure back home
they think I've lost my mind
here I stand:
sad and free
I can't cry
and I can't see
what I've done
no, God,
what have I done?
(Look man, I got your hidden track right here, pal...)
(right here, listen!)
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